Klance Oneshots

Sibling's Babysitter

"Thank you so much, we're so sorry about the short notice." Mrs. McClain smiled warmly at Keith.

"It's no problem, really." He smiled back. "I'll probably just play a movie if that's alright."

"Oh, that's perfectly fine. The kids know how to work the TV and there's popcorn in the pantry. Help yourself to anything you want. They've already eaten and if they don't behave, feel free to send them to their room or take away electronics. My oldest son Lance usually babysits, but he does lacrosse and they have a game out of town."

"Maria, we should probably leave we're going to be late." Mr. McClain said putting on his coat.

"Oh okay. The weather looks like it might get bad." She put on a scarf.

"Better hope Lance makes it to Altea okay." Mr. McClain said grabbing a set of keys and meeting his wife at the door. "We'll be back in the morning."

"Have fun!" Mrs. McClain smiled and the door closed.

From the context, they were going to Mrs. McClain's sister and her husbands home a few hours away for a date night. They said they might drink and decided to just stay there for the night.

Keith found the four kids in a room down the hall. They were all playing a game that involved LEGO's, barbies, and most strangely, a large pot from the kitchen.

Keith introduced himself briefly and asked to join the game. A robot lion toy was shoved into his hands and they played for a half an hour. He caught on to their names, and it was obvious the kids were goofballs. They talked about hundreds of random topics, everything from their favorite fruits, to their big brother Lance.

"Lance plays barbies with me all the time." Malorie shoved a few barbies into his lap.

"Oh, does he?" Keith smiled. Keith was aware that he went to school with this boy (as told to him by Mrs. McClain a hundred times), but he doesn't know who of course.

"Yeah, but he didn't want me to tell you." She said distractedly changing the clothes of one of her barbies.

"Why is that?" Keith was grinning ear to ear now.

The little girl shrugged. "I dunno. He just freaked out when he found out you were playing with us."

Keith thought for a moment; so the boy knows him. "How about we all watch a movie?" His eyebrow raised.

The kids sped to the living room without giving him a response. He followed them out to find the TV was already on and they were arguing about what to watch. "Let's watch Saw!" A young boy said mischievously.

"Absolutely not." Keith laughed snatching up the remote. He sat back on the couch as the kids all flooded around him.

"50 Shades Of Grey!" A young girl giggled.

"How do you even know what that is?" Keith switched the accounts to be for children.

"Lance made that joke." She spoke proudly.

"How about Mulan?" He suggested.

They all agreed, (some more reluctant than others). He started it and popped some popcorn. He came back with two bowls of it and the kids ate it within the first half an hour.

When the movie finished, it was 9:00 and time for them to go to bed. He struggled to get them to listen, still a bit rambunctious. The house was finally peaceful with all kids in their respective beds at 9:30.

Keith curled up on the couch with a blanket and opened up a book. He actually liked the McClain home. It smelled of cinnamon and apples from the candle warmer in the corner. The place was fairly big, enough to fit the large family.